Lyrics: Bows. Blush. Britannica.

Sleepless nights by candlelight
I'm sick of sneaking round
A kiss is a kiss but this is fake

I spend all my time trying to stay awake
But if I'm dreaming
Why do you look so alive?

The truth is you won't change for my sake
I guess at least we tried

Moonlight drives our lives are boring
Fed up sneaking round
This true-love affair is fading fast
Feels like the sun's coming out at last

And if I've been dreaming
Why did it seem so contrived

Up there with you
Just feels like falling
Well, at least we tried